Errands after work

I had several errands to run after work tonight and to make it a chore, I was really tired. So first I headed to the gas station to buy a bit of gas. Have to make sure that I have enough for the work week. For some reason there was a run on the QT. You'd think it was the days after Katrina and the Atlanta area (the upper third of Georgia) because we are under EPA restrictions, could not find an available drop of gas to be had. Then I needed to head to the pharmacy to get three prescriptions filled. This was in addition to the four prescriptions I'd filled online earlier in the day. Pretty soon I should be able to open a pharmacy of my own, unfortunately I won't be able to spare the medications. I need them all. I haven't transferred the prescriptions from the pharmacy to the online company because of loyalty to the pharmacist. When I first was diagnosed with cancer, I had to find a pharmacy that would carry an anti emetic that cost $600 a pop. In the pharmacy that I'd been using the pharmacist yelled at me. The second pharmacy that I went to told me they could order the drug but it would take a week or two to get the drug. This was on Friday and I was scheduled to start chemo on Wednesday. There was only 2 weeks between being diagnosed and starting treatment for me. I was almost in tears when I went into the Kroger pharmacy to see if they could get the drug for me. The pharmacist was so nice. He didn't have it there, but he'd call around to other Kroger stores to see if any of them might have it. He did end up locating the first dose for me and ordered the subsequent doses. After that every time I came in he was so solicitous and kind. He could tell when I was ill or in pain and really put himself out to help me. Last month when I went in he was not there. There was a younger man who was working the pharmacy. I asked him to fill my Bupropion and Metformin prescriptions. When I went to pick them up he said that I had one of the medications filled the week prior. But I knew I needed both medications. He sold them to me anyway. That has never happened before. When I got out to the car and opened the medications I found the mistake. Instead of filling the Metformin he filled my prescription for Metoprolol. I did have that one filled the week before. I was uncomfortable with the situation, but I had to go back inside and get the Metformin filled. It has been a month and I was hoping that Mike, the old pharmacist would be there. He was not. I haven't seen him lately. The new pharmacist was there. I kind of cringed, but asked to have my prescriptions for Metformin, Bupropion and Metoprolol all filled. I didn't want to have any mix up. Then I left to shop for things at Walmart that I needed. I returned around 40 minutes later to find out the new pharmacist didn't have the prescriptions ready. There had been a challenge with one. My previous prescriptions for Bupropion were for SR and this one was for XL. I had to stand there for around 40 more minutes before he got it together. Not only had he not prepared the Bupropion prescription, he hadn't prepared the others and I only had enough Metformin for half of tomorrow. I did kind of a tacky thing. I asked about Mike and was told that Mike was moved to another store that is too far away to consider going too. I'm kind of heart broken, but I guess I need to move the rest of my prescriptions to the online fulfillment center. Boy am I going to hate not having Mike to look after me. After that I dropped off a gift at church and went home bummed and feeling a bit abandoned and there isn't even anything on television worth watching. So here I am, writing about my boring chores. In my perfect world I thought I'd be able to breeze through the gas station, pop into Kroger and then run through Walmart and be done in an hour. Thinking about it now I see how unreasonable my expectations were. You'd think I'd know by now that things get sticky, especially when you are as tired as I am. So, good night all. Sleep tight.